InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Telling ❯ Regrets ( Chapter 27 )

 

Kagome was woken from a very peaceful sleep by a chilly breeze rushing over her body. Not bothering to open her eyes, she snuggled deeper into the warmth at her back. When a strong arm wrapped about her slender waist, her azure eyes shot open and she let out a surprised squeal.

 

Sesshomaru immediately began to make the low purring sound when he heard the little miko shriek softly. Apparently, she did not recall that she was in his presence. To soothe her, he began to use the mating call, his muscular chest vibrating against her back, as her pulled her more tightly against himself.

 

Kagome relaxed as her body was overtaken by the soft reverberations of Sesshomaru's call. She lazily blinked her eyes and saw the dark magenta markings on the arm that was wrapped around her waist. The memories began to rush back at her. She had slept with Sesshomaru? What had she been thinking? Well, aside from the obvious. What about Inuyasha?

 

Sesshomaru felt her little body beginning to tense again, and he increased the volume of his call.

 

Her muscles seemingly relaxing of their own accord, Kagome languidly asked, “So if you're not purring, what ARE you doing?”

 

“This Sesshomaru is soothing his mate with his mating call.”

 

Kagome yawned. Her eyes were growing heavy, and she could feel the waves of the call slip through her entire body. As she drifted off to sleep, her brain shouted frantically through the fog “His MATE?”

 

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It was pitch dark when Kagome's azure eyes opened. She felt a heavy weight draped over her waist, and very slowly craned her head to see what the object was. The moonlight flashed through the trees and shone down upon a long arm, complete with magenta markings, stretched across her middle.

 

So it hadn't been a dream. The last thing she remembered before falling asleep was a deep steady thrumming sound, and Sesshomaru telling her that she was now his mate.

 

In the dark night, Kagome grimaced. She could barely restrain herself from groaning aloud.

 

This wasn't what she had planned. Things had gotten heated between her and the taiyoukai, in both the Feudal Era, and her time, which was completely confusing in it's own right, and yes, the sex had been great. But mates? The little miko furrowed her brow.

 

She let everything sink in for a moment, listening to the peaceful surroundings, and focusing on the sound of Sesshomaru's deep breathing. She studied the was his large hand was relaxed as his strong arm encircled her lightly. She felt him nuzzle against her neck and his chest started to vibrate as he began to call to her again in his sleep.

 

Kagome felt her muscles loosen, and she unconsciously yawned. As the thrumming noise evened out and became deeper in pitch, she felt her eyelids begin to droop. She was relaxed, and she knew that she was safe, despite the fact that the pair were very much alone.

 

Alone….. Her friends, Shippo, Inuyasha. Oh Kami, Inuyasha!

 

Her eyes shot open at the thought of her beloved hanyou. What must he think of her? He must think her to be some sort of common whore, to run off and sleep with his hated brother like she had.

 

Kagome's eyes began to well with tears. Things had finally been going so well between the miko and the hanyou, and now she had screwed it up. She regretted it; all of it. Sesshomaru, the lying, the plotting, everything.

 

For the first time in her life, Kagome felt like a truly terrible person, and as far as she could see, there was only one way to fix things.

 

Making her already petite frame as small as possible, she began to slowly inch her way out of the sleeping taiyoukai's hold. She knew his senses were keen, but if she was careful, she was certain that she would not wake him.

 

Her progress was slow, but eventually, she emerged from his hold. She was sweating lightly from the effort and the concentration used to accomplish her task. Drawing her legs up under her, she rose slowly and quietly to her feet. A slight breeze blew across her, and she suddenly realized that the only thing separating her from the elements was the taiyoukai's silken kimono. Fingering the hem of the garment lightly, she felt bad that she would be forced to meet Inuyasha dressed as she was.

 

She found that she was willing to do the penance.

 

Lost in her thoughts, she missed the point when her surroundings grew quiet. At first she didn't understand what had changed, and so she turned lightly on one foot and faced the opposite direction.

 

Her breath caught in her throat at the sight that was Sesshomaru. The moonlight broke through the dark leaves of the trees and various intervals, and shone down upon the sleeping taiyoukai. His skin was nearly luminescent in it pale perfection, broken only by the magenta markings of his heritage. His face was peaceful, but his brow was slightly furrowed, though his honeyed eyes remained closed.

 

He had stopped purring. She knew it then, when she looked at him. Some part of himself, though asleep, realized and acknowledged her absence, no longer attempting to calm the mate who was not by his side.

 

Her tears broke their tremulous bindings at that realization, and she felt the warmth of them streak down her cheeks. She raised one delicate hand up to stroke away the moisture, leaving only a cold trail on her face. Using all the grace she could muster, she knelt by Sesshomaru's side.

 

Reaching one hand out, she smoothed back a lock of his white hair from his forehead, gently tucking it behind one daintily pointed ear. She pressed her palm lightly to his warm cheek, and his brow immediately relaxed at her touch. The soft throb of his call began to course through his body again as his base self attempted to comfort his mate.

 

“You're not such a bad guy after all, are you Sesshomaru?” Kagome said so softly she could barely hear herself. His call became louder at her mournful tone, as if it sought to share her pain.

 

Pulling her arm back from him, she placed one tiny digit in the soft earth beside the place where he slept and began to write.

 

When she was done, she cast one last look at the resting demon.

 

Turning quickly on her heel, she began to make her way quickly through the forest, never once daring to look back at Sesshomaru, lest she change her mind.

 

As she passed out of the distance of the sound of the deep thrumming, Kagome set her sad and fragile mind to task.

 

She had apologies to make, and more regrets than she had ever thought possible.